Late Have I Loved You

by Artist Eye  

One summer night when I was a child I made a wish. I desperately wanted my life to change. I wanted to live in a “free” country. I can’t honestly claim that this was any kind of a prayer. As I remember that night it was definitely in the: “wish I may, wish I might” category. I guess I’d be the first person to explain to a child that wishes and prayers are very different entities but the other night as I watched another summer night sky fill up with stars I was grateful that the unequivocal desires of my heart were heard up in heaven.


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